Chapter 27
Chapter 27 Everyday went by the same. Wake up, eat, work, do "things" for jay, eat, watch tv, sleep. The same damn thing everyday. And everyday I didn't expect it to change a bit. I also said hi to Frankie a few times a day. She still didn't say much. I didn't question her though , I was just thankful she was there. I tried to pick out the things I was thankful for everyday. The fact that my mom still knew I was out there some where was one thing. I still saw her on the news every once in a blue moon. Not everyday, or every week. She still seemed so hazed and not really "there." Perhaps she lost her mind like me. When I was thankful for things, I didn't know who to thank. I decided for myself that there wasn't really a God. I was raised by my parents catholic. And I had gone to St. Thoma
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